It was a message <br /> <br />touchingly saying <br /> <br />the life is but a passage. <br /> <br />In her eyes was a sorrow, <br /> <br />asking for only one? ? continued search for any clue, <br /> <br />a crying soul begging to know and heart to rule <br /> <br />On the edge of <br />that mountain where he sat..watching the sun, <br /> <br />watching the rise till the set, , recalling past, <br /> <br />living the now, loving then, trying to keep little of it.., <br /> <br />the same she does..with no regret...... <br /> <br />On that mountain where is the days are very few, <br /> <br />trying to grasp little of life and love true while <br /> <br />the days continue to flit, <br /> <br />.but who is she? ! she is apiece of the large universe having <br /> <br />so much of his grit., <br /> <br />trying to be in his place, watching with him how the sun plays, <br /> <br />and it's beauty stealing the days.., <br /> <br />to her he said bask with me in the life, in the sun, <br /> <br />as not every day we will stay and being touched by sunny ray, <br /> <br />In that place seeing him watching the sky and it's blue.. <br /> <br />if this is the case and what is said is very true then hand in hand, <br /> <br />and face to face the fate they draw, <br /> <br />if this is the case then every day the love grow <br /> <br />as what you plant you always get.so why to rue.... <br /> <br />It was her tool, it was a feeling <br />a touching call from his soul... bask with me, let us glow..and there <br />she sat..watching the sun <br />and more of you..becoming more and very sure that the seed is very <br />true..and her worries were never due, <br /> <br />it was a message <br /> <br /> it was a feeling continued singing only you<br /><br />TaMaRa HaNaRiNg ,(((( PaLeSTiNe))))FreedOm Flottila .<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-message-the-life-is-but-a-bassage/
